Vol 2 Chapter 1533: Hydra's snake

Chapter 1533 Hydra's Snake
Spiveway turned over in the air, hiding from a bush of thorns.
After he landed, his shoulders continued to sway and he gasped. The palms are all wet and sweaty. The original slim clothes have a few more sword marks and look a bit broken.
The clown mask was also worn on his face, but at this time the smirk of the clown's scarlet mouth seemed to no longer ridicule Dominic, but instead ridiculed himself.
Dominic did not give Spiveway a chance to breathe too much, and pulled out the rose vines that were inserted on the ground. In a flash of light, the vines were re-formed into rose swords.
A fine sword, holding it vertically. Just between his eyes, the brilliance after the blade mirrored his deep facial features.
Dominic can stand gracefully with a sword, like the most devout aristocratic knight in the rain of rose petals floating in the sky.
After the silence, it is the pole.
With the energy boom, Dominic can start a real spring dance!
The tip of the sword slides, such as the graceful waltz, every wave of waving, not only brings the falling of the petals, but also a large number of thorns and vines grow on the ground.
Under the cover of the velvet needles, these vines began to claw and dance.
By virtue of the geographical advantage, Domini can be approached step by step.
Spiveway did not fight back and could only be forced to retreat. When his strength completely dissipated, Dominic also seized the opportunity and slashed his sword.
Like a beam of light, he slammed Spive's face.
The buzzing sounded.
The clown mask split a gap in the middle, and as the black fog flashed, the strange clown mask broke into two halves.
Although Spiveway quickly covered the face with black fog, all the audience still saw his true face.
Dominic laughed with exaggeration: "Behind the mystery, you often need something that fits his mysterious nature. I thought you would look good when you look good, but obviously you are just pretending to be mysterious."
"If you look at it, there is one tenth of me, oh, no, it’s one percent. I can understand that you are wearing a mask. But now it seems that you are a clown when you don’t wear a mask."
Dominican is very exaggerated, and the facts are actually exaggerated.
Is Spivee ugly? Not ugly.
With the audience's understanding of Dominican, it is estimated that he said this, just to highlight his own good-looking.
"A little trick of deception, do you think you can be mixed in the new star game?" Dominic's sword pointed at Speyer's throat: "It seems that I did not say anything at the beginning. This is a The field has already foreseen the drama that you ended up as a loser. Admit defeat, otherwise..."
The tip of the sword was slightly thorny, and a blood spot appeared on Speyer's throat, which was of great threat.
Spivew’s eyes were gloomy, his hands trembled in his sleeves, not fear, but suppressed and restrained.
"It seems that you are still very stubborn. I finally gave you a warning, a stubborn person, in the common drama, either the protagonist, or the dead!"
Dominic said as he spoke high, and the brilliant rose also brought a cold killing.
In Spive's thinking space, a familiar model of juggling that can no longer be familiar has been formed. As long as he uses it, he can definitely turn it over quickly.
However, once used. Perhaps, Kremne will see the clue.
Spivew struggled between using and not using it.
When Dominic's fine sword was about to be cut down, Spiveway sighed and lowered his head to revoke the black fog around him, revealing a thin body: "I admit defeat."
When the voice fell, the sword that Domini could turn down became a blossoming rose.
"That's right." Dominy gently picked a rose, gracefully placed it on the tip of his nose, and finally handed it to Spiveway: "This rose is the winner's hope for the loser." Of course, there may be despair."
With a laugh, Dominic turned to the front door.
The results of the first game were also shown on the light screen.
Spring round dance, win!
......
This game did not reach the intensity of the official imagination. Fortunately, the spring round dance in the game, the full play of the aesthetics of the battle, the petals like a money-free mess, attracted the admirers present and screamed.
At least, from the visual point of view, this game is barely enough to qualify for the new star race.
"This deceiver has an amazing sense of fighting and a relatively rich experience in combat. However, his means are too weak and ultimately lead to failure." Farina turned her head and looked at Angel: "You are right, victory." It is the round dance of spring."
At the moment, Angel was in the distance, and Kemoney and Hydra were whispering something.
Farina: "What are you looking at?"
Angel returned and smiled a little: "I just think that Kemoney is probably the most serious one in all special evaluations."
Farina snorted and smiled and nodded. "It is true that I have been very serious since the beginning of the game. I even think that I can recommend Rosen to join him directly to the ranks of resident judges."
After the words, Farina stood up: "Since the game is over, may you look over?"
Anger nodded, and he wanted to hear what Kronene was saying, and whether he saw the clue.
Although they are still in midair, there is no difference in peace for them.
When they walked to the side of Kemonet, his conversation with Hydra stopped. Although he did not listen to it, Farina heard several key words that they said, and it seems to be related to this game. Can not help but curious: "You are talking about this game?"
Kemoni nodded. "Yes, I always think that this deceiver seems to be interested in Tibetan mastiff. So, I want to ask the observer."
Tibetan mastiff? Farina actually didn't look at the game carefully. She looked at the beginning and the ending. The rest of the time was thinking about alchemy. I didn't notice the question of whether there was a Tibetan mastiff.
Farina: "How does the observer look at it?"
The middle head of the three heads of Hydra turned around, just in line with Anger.
Anger is wondering why Hydra is facing himself, but sees Hydra's always closed eyes, slowly opening.
Hydra’s eyes are a pair of erect, cold eyes like a poisonous snake.
Responding to his snake scales.
His erect seems to have the ability to see through the truth. When Hydra stared at him with his eyes, Angel felt that all the secrets in his body seemed to be naked in front of him.
Anger frowned, his right eye flashed green, and a strange green pattern immediately surrounded the body.
Green pattern: domain field!
With the power of the field, it masks all the breath of the body.
This kind of peeping feeling finally disappeared.
Anger stared at Hydra coldly: "His observer, what do you mean?"
Hydra was stunned and looked at the looming green lines of Angel's body. His talented eyes were still blocked for the first time.
What is this green pattern, why have you never seen it?
Hydra: "Sorry, I can't control my eyes. I can only hide the power of insight when I close it."
Although he did not know what the ability of Hydra's eyes was, he did not lie, and Angel could see it. However, since it is impossible to control itself, it has been closed, and why is it suddenly blinking?
Hydra continued: "The problem of the water-patterned witch, I can't answer for a while, but the eucalyptus snake opened my eyes and told me that the people in front of me knew the answer."
The eucalyptus snake, like the long river of fate, the wheel of time, and the string of the world, is a genre of prophecy, but it is not a mainstream belief, it is a special and minority genre.
Angel: "The person in front of you, what do you mean by me?"
Hydra dagger: "Yes."
The reason given is far-fetched, but what he said is not a lie. And Angel did not really be offended, he finally chose not to mention.

Observers think the Pat wizard knows?
Perhaps the atmosphere was a bit embarrassing, and Farina took the words and eased the stiff atmosphere.
Hydra's dagger: "There is no Tibetan mastiff, and the Pat wizard is naturally very clear."
Hydra deliberately stayed for a long time before continuing: "After all, the deceiver is also a barbaric cave."
Angel can feel that Hydra's previous sentence is intended to mean something, the latter sentence is very likely, not his real thoughts.
Angel flashed a thought in his heart, perhaps Kemoney did not notice it, but what does Hydra seem to have seen?
After listening to Hydra, Kemene also looked at Angel with curiosity and asked in some ardent tone: "What do you think of the Pat wizard?"
"Is there any Tibetan mastiff? It shouldn't matter? Anyway, the ending is fixed." Angel said: "Even if it is really Tibetan, there is nothing. After all, in some cases, Tibetan mastiff is not a tactic?"
Kemoni nodded. "There is still a bit of a violation. But the deceiver has such a forward-looking combat consciousness and rich combat experience, and there is no matching force. This is obviously not right."
Farina suddenly said: "Maybe, what is hard to say?"
All eyes were gathered on Farina, waiting for her next words.
Fallaina indulged for a moment and said an unexpected answer: "Maybe, he is actually a fan of the spring dance? Can't bear to hurt him?"
Angel: "..."
Kemozhan Baba smiled and said: "Maybe?"
Farina: "No matter what the answer is, the old wizard is so concerned about the deceiver, why?"
Anger raised his ears.
Kemene: "I didn't care about him. Actually, this is the evaluation that Miss Melanie asked me to do... Speaking of it, Miss Melanie also asked me to ask your opinions. Just here you are here, let me talk about yours. view?"
Melansa? What is our opinion?
Anger looked at Farina with his doubtful eyes, and Farina shrugged and said she didn't know.
"Melansha should be in the judging room, so let's ask directly?" Farina said.
(End of this chapter)